"Ancestor Qilin, regarding the matter of Jinshan Temple, I believe you have an idea..."
Jiang Liu's gaze returned to Ancestor Qilin, and he began to speak, pausing slightly after his words, "If the brothers and the abbot of Jinshan Temple truly perished at the hands of your demon clan, I will not let this matter rest!"
"Don't worry. I will personally go to the Netherworld. If they have indeed lost their lives, I will retrieve their lost souls and find a way to resurrect them!"
Upon hearing Jiang Liu's words, Ancestor Qilin felt both angry and surprised but nodded heavily, offering assurance to Jiang Liu.
"Alright, you may go!" Hearing Ancestor Qilin's promise, Jiang Liu then nodded and gestured for Ancestor Qilin to leave.
"Sigh..."
After looking deeply at Jiang Liu, Ancestor Qilin sighed silently in his heart.
What could he do? Being a strong figure from ancient times who has survived until now, threatened by a youngster, he naturally felt anger.
